Not Losing Your VirginityThink back, way back, to when you were a spotty virgin.* It was all a bit overwhelming, wasn't it? I remember going to see a band as a teenager and standing behind a girl who I kinda liked, but who had been showing a lot of interest in a friend for the past week. She reached back and squeezed my leg.
I panicked. Brain decided that she'd clearly made a mistake and thought I was my friend: "Er, you've got the wrong bloke"
It was hours before I worked out what was going on.
So, tell us the stories of when you failed to lose your virginity - whether through your own ineptitude or simply because they scared the bejesus out of you.
* Apologies to spotty virgins out there. Wash.
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chthonic, Fri 27 Oct 2006, 12:13)
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Better storyDon't regret postponing the cherrypopping at all, the chance always seemed to present itself in a quite seedy and desperate way (in a tent, at someone's sleepover, while my parents were out shopping etc.) and I was holding out for something a bit more spectacular.
I lost my virginity to a farmer's "boy" (he was 26 and certainly not a boy) in a cowfield while on holiday in Cleveland. It was all rather terrifying but totally worth it - the whole week was spent living out those haystack/ cowshed/ milking stall fantasies and by the time i got home i was an expert. And a total floozy but never mind.
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